Sabrina crumpled to the floor, teeth clenched and body coiled. She pressed her hand against her stomach, as if that could somehow alleviate the pain.

It felt as though an unseen force was ruthlessly gripping her lower belly, dragging it downward.

"Please I need help... Open the door..."

Her voice was reduced to a raspy whisper. Sabrina lay prone on the floor, her gaze filled with despair.

Fluid started to seep from her lower body.

"Tyrone...please..." Sabrina whispered, and as her eyes fell closed, tears leaked from the corners.

Her baby was leaving her.

"Sabrina, have you calmed down?" After what felt Like an eternity, Tyrone's knock echoed through the master bedroom door.

No reply came.

Was she asleep?

Tyrone retrieved the key, opened the door, and the sight that greeted him made his heart skip a beat.

Sabrina lay unconscious at the door, her pants soaked with blood, a pool of red spreading on the floor.

Tyrone's eyes narrowed, his heartbeat seemed to halt, and his mind went numb. Only after a few agonizing seconds did he regain his senses. He scooped up Sabrina, rushed down the stairs, calling her name in a panic.

"Sabrina? Sabrina?"

With swift steps, he hurried down the stairs and called out her name with worry in his voice.

Despite his urgent pleas, she didn't respond.

“Hang on, Sabrina! We're heading to the hospital right now!" Hold on!"

Tyrone placed Sabrina in the back seat, started the car, floored the gas pedal, and the vehicle zoomed away.

A red light illuminated the hospital's emergency room entrance.

Tyrone, splattered with blood, stood motionless at the door. His glassy eyes held a haunted look that drew the attention of passersby.